Overriding the Heaven Chapter 181: I am not convinced

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Chapter 181 I am not convinced

Song Hua looked at Chu Yan, just in time to see Chu Yan talking in a crowd surrounded by deacons.

"Well, it is true." In the face of these deacons, either fiery or questioning, Chu Yan's eyes were clear.

Being surrounded by so many deacons who suddenly rushed out, Chu Yan had already expected it, so he was not panicked at all at the moment.

"Before this Hundred Disciple Reception Ceremony, I did have a small accident that caused the meridians to be broken." Chu Yan told the truth, "But I didn't give up, and I continued to practice every day. I finally recovered the meridians a few days before the ceremony began."

"Excuse me, can we check it?" a deacon asked.

This matter is not trivial, they must be sure.

"No problem." Chu Yan nodded.

He stretched out an arm, and suddenly, there were several deacons on the scene, putting their fingers on Chu Yan's arm.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Yan.

Especially the group of young warriors. At this moment, each of them opened their mouths and their eyes stared like eggs.

Just now, they heard that Chu Yan had actually been promoted to the Ning Mai realm.

This is a sixteen-year-old monk!

And these people are just martial artists of the third level of the True Martial Realm, not even the fourth level.

People are better than people, it's really maddening!

Originally, these young martial artists were still very envious and jealous of Chu Yan, because the other party was enthusiastically praised by these sect deacons.

But now they only have envy. As for the jealousy, they dare not have it at all.

No way, they are monks, they are more than a star and a half taller than warriors.

These deacons made a brief investigation and confirmed that Chu Yan's meridians were intact.

Not only that, they also found out that Chu Yan's meridians are stronger than those of ordinary monks.

The deacons in charge of the inspection are all trembling with excitement at this moment.

"There is no problem, Chu Yan is indeed a monk..."

After one of the deacons made the announcement, he hadn't finished speaking, and the scene suddenly felt like a spoonful of boiling water was poured in boiling oil, and it was about to explode.

"Chu Yan! On behalf of the Qijue faction, I extend the most sincere invitation to you!"

"Chu Yan! I Tingxuelou is the most suitable sect for you, and I can guarantee that once you choose Tingxuelou, the elders will immediately accept you as a direct disciple!"

"We have no phases and will support you vigorously, Chu Yan, choose us without phases!"

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After confirming that Chu Yan's meridians are unobstructed and that they are authentic coagulation states, these deacons shouted like chicken blood at this moment, throwing out the best conditions they could give to lure Chu Yan.

To tell the truth, even if Chu Yan did not achieve nearly 10,000 points of amazing results today, his realm alone was enough to make these sects break their heads and take him away.

A 16-year-old cultivator of the Vein Condensation Realm, this is a rare genius in any sect of Yunaojiang Kingdom!

The group of young martial artists all around were dumbfounded, staring dumbfounded at the group of deacons who usually live up to the top. At this moment, they are all surrounded in front of Chu Yan, with a smile on their faces that they have never seen before, drawing in Chu Yan.

You must know that under normal circumstances, these deacons would not be so amiable even if they were facing the patriarch of the family where these young warriors belonged.

But among the crowd, there was one person at this moment, who felt cold all over and his face was as white as paper.

This person is Yan Junrui.

Not long ago, he was still the focus of everyone's attention, and he was sought after by countless people.

But now, everything has changed.

In Yan Junrui's view, Chu Yan robbed everyone of his attention.

At this moment, he is sought after, surrounded by the middle, and it should be him who is robbed by the major sects.

"This bastard, you have taken away the attention that should have belonged to me...I will never let you go..."

Yan Junrui gritted his teeth and strode towards Chu Yan abruptly.

"I'm not convinced!"

At this moment, Yan Junrui screamed, making the scene suddenly quiet.

Taking this opportunity, Yan Junrui distorted his face and pointed to Chu Yan: "I don't believe that you can get more than nine thousand points. There must be something wrong with the virtual spirit monument! I am not convinced! I want to try it with you! "

Looking at the appearance of Yan Junrui with upside-down eyebrows and fangs and claws at the moment, Chu Yan is not willing to care about him.

After all, Chu Yan's mind is much more mature than Yan Junrui.

He has now successfully received invitations from many sects and proved himself, so there is no need to accept the doubts of other warriors.

If anyone doubts, he has to respond, I'm afraid he will be exhausted.

So Chu Yan didn't respond to Yan Junrui at the moment.

As a result, who knows, Chu Yan's performance in Yan Junrui's eyes has become a complete escape and guilty conscience.

Yan Junrui immediately proved that there is a ghost in Chu Yan's heart.

He didn't believe that Chu Yan could score nine thousand points. Seeing Chu Yan's performance at this moment, his anger suddenly rose from his heart.

"If you dare not respond, then I will force you to respond! I want you to show your true shape!" Yan Junrui screamed, his wrist shook, and a long sword slipped from his sleeve and held it in his hand. , What a stab towards Chu Yan.

"Cold Light and Shadow Sword!"

Under all eyes, he pierced Chu Yan's heart with a fierce sword.

"Looking for death!"

Feeling the coldness behind him, Chu Yan's brows suddenly wrinkled, and deep in his eyes, the cold light flashed, and in an instant, it turned into snow and covered the eyeballs.

Originally, he didn't plan to care about Yan Junrui, but now, the other party actually attacked, and when he shot, he came for his own life.

"What are you worthy of challenging me!"

With a roar, Chu Yan turned around and grabbed the opponent's long sword, squeezed, and suddenly, a sharp sword was twisted into a twist in Chu Yan's hands.

Yan Junrui looked stupid at the moment.

The long sword in his hand was bestowed by the elders of the family, and it was one of his confidence to participate in the ceremony of gathering the disciples of one hundred disciples.

But now, even the palm of the opponent can't be cut.

Yan Junrui's thoughts stopped at this time.

Chu Yan rushed forward, and the sound of breaking through the air, like a rolling thunder on the ground, came with a bang.

"Shadow Bahuang Fist!"

Boom boom boom boom!

In the void, the shadow of the fist flies.

Every punch of Chu Yan blasted out, as if he was beating the drums of war, and beating the hearts of everyone present.

Those weaker young martial artists, their faces were pale at this moment, their knees were soft, and they fell to the ground.

Yan Junrui only had time to let out a scream, and his body rose into the air, his throat was filled with blood, like a kite with a broken wire falling off.

Several deep depressions appeared on his body. Muscles and bones were interrupted, and he flew out to a distance of six or seven feet before falling to the ground. He rolled his eyes, and the blood was flowing in his mouth and nose. , It's impossible to wake up for a while.

Chu Yan looked at each other and sneered: "The difference between nine thousand points and three thousand points, now you know it."